The Dracyil are remnants of the draconic kind left behind after the disappearance
of the Draconian race. Some scholars believe them to be an evolved subspecies of
the Dralik, having grown wings to escape being prey for larger creatures. Other
scholars place them more in line with the Draconian people themselves, having
devolved, perhaps by magical intervention, or perhaps as punishment by the
Creator. Regardless of what they may have once been, they are fearful creatures
nonetheless. They endlessly circle the skies above the great Aladrian plains,
ever vigilant in their patrols. Whatever man or creature foolish enough to take
to the skies soon learns that the Dracyil do not suffer fools to trespass. I have
seen these magnificent creatures, with their great talons, tear the wings from
the backs of demon and bird alike, sending those unfortunate souls plummeting to
their deaths. The Dracyil even seem to have developed the ability to nullify
magical enchantments of flight, leaving the Magi at risk as well. Your only hope
of navigating the skies controlled by these creatures is to incapacitate them
quickly, or pray to the Creator that they do not detect your presence at all.